I know that
discrediting the past
burns like the limpid sun
held against your hand.
Yet, if you can't come to grips
with that quasi-social dilemma
---your broken heart---,
then how can you dismantle
her memory
and build a new one
with me?
doubts linger
like remnants
of a reality
still clouded...
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